Vincent could only stare at Gabrielle as the plane slowly lands on the middle of what seemed to be an old castle in London.She's never said or spoken even a word since they got into the private jet of her father that has taken them to London. She remained just staring at the window with a very grim expression written all over her beautiful face.He is sitting on the sofa just in front of the reclining chair she is resting on. She had been frighteningly silent all throughout their trip. Her only movemernt involves just her breathing pattern and a few sobs.Now as he looks at her, he can see how much sadness there is in her eyes as she continues to look out the window."Ladies and gentlemen, we are now landing in the Dover castle in England. Please keep your seatbelt fastened until we land safely."The jet shakes a little as it lands in the middle of the vast green grass a few meters away from the palace.Vincent waited for the plane's engine to finally stop as he stares at the unmovin
Vincent can feel and hear every tick of the wristwatch he has embracing his wrist that seems to be in synch with the loud beating of his heart as he stands at the left wing of the altar that is decorated with fresh pink and white tulips as he waits for his bride to walk the aisle.The ceremony was supposed to start at 5:30 pm, same time as when the sun starts to go down. The skies are of combination of fuchsia and orange now, sorme part of it is of deep blue like his eyes that keep on checking on his time before scanning the whole of the garden in quest to find a shadow of that one special person everybody in the reception are waiting for.It is almost ten past the timing now... but he feels as if he's been standing here for a year already. What if she doesn't show up?! What if she does something bad to herself just to stop this marriage?Gabrielle, although a doctor can seem to be very careless about her own life to be very careless about her own life now. And he's afraid--thrilled e
"She's missing!" That was the very first thing he'd spoken as he reaches Gabrielle's father's office."What on Earth do you mean she is missing?""She disappeared right after the reception, I couldn't find her anywhere Gabriel!"Gabriel's jaws click as he stands up from his swivel chair and looks out the window."She isn't missing... you just couldn't find her." he looks out the window and flinches remembering the times when that one particular place he knows where she is right now was still the place where they used to play in. It was Gabrielle's little castle. Her favourite spot in the whole of the chateaux. The place where she grow up just making her parent fall in love with her everyday. That was her place, their place as a family...His late wife and his only daughter loved that place with all their hearts contentment and so did he... But that is also the same place that Gabrielle, together with all the other things she used to love doing with her mother, abandoned after her mom
Vincent adjusts himself and pulls Gabrielle closer to him as she sobs in her sleep. He has just changed her clothes into a satin night gown that he saw in her closet."Ssshhh..." he says tapping her hip before gently rubbing her back in a soothing way like she's a small child."Hush love..." he whispers kissing her forehead, feeling sorry that she's hurting this way because of him. If only he could take her pain and anger towards him out of her fragile heart, he would.But the only thing he knows he can do now is to hold on and be patient with her. It will certainly take time for her to ever trust him again but he is not someone who gives up easily on people he loves, certainly, his wife will not be the first to make him give up."Don't leave me... please... save me from them... dad." she whispers in her sleep making him feel horrible. Gabrielle is having a nightmare... of what happened to her in the past. Of what led her to abandon herself."I'm here Bella... I'll always be herebfr
Gabrielle walks quickly out of her suite after taking a morning bath wanting to wash away the thoughts of sleeping next to Vincent for the nth time now only to be greeted by her old nanny in the hallway. A huge smile plastered on her face as she walks closer to her."Gabby." the old woman runs towards her and gives her a big hug which she returned with a sad smile on her face.The people in the chateaux are the people who stick with her through the hard times in her life. They are part of the imperfect family she grew up in. Matter of fact, her nanny Teresa is also her mother's nanny growing up in France. She knows her like how her own mom and Adrijan's mom know her."I didn't get to congratulate you properly last night. Didn't even get the chance to welcome you the day before. I missed you here my little girl.." her embrace gets tighter before she pushes Gabrielle a little so she could look at her face."Th-thank you Teresa... I regret that I didn't get to properly say my hellos the
"Welcome to Burj Al Arab Mr. & Mrs. Walton!" The guest service executives of the world's only 7 star hotel greets them with so much enthusiasm as they enter the most luxurious hotel where they are bound to spend more than a month of their supposed honeymoon.The front officers dressed in their elegant blue gowns are lined up in the entrance together with a man in kundura. All of them holding different welcoming food and drinks that represent the rich culture of the country.Different stuffed dates, juice shooters and rosewater-scernted face towels were offered to them as they stepped out of the private jet that took them from London to Dubai. They have been above Earth flying throughthe luxurious jet of her father for almost seven hours. The flight although literally quiet was not at all comfortable as they were flying not even talking to each other. It had been dead silent inside the jet. For Vincent, it was more than uncomfortable, it had been a torture wanting nothing but to speak
It took them more than an hour to get ready for the opening party of the Terrace. Gabrielle looks as stunning as she can be in her red swarovski studded gown that hugs her plump breast down to her slim waist. The top is a cut in a heart shape emphasizing the perfection of her firm round breasts. The swarovski shines brightly but the beauty of her face outshines the whole view effortlessly. She is drop dead gorgeous.It isn't unknown to him that all the guys they have passed by couldn't keep their eyes on his wife who emotionlessly walks with him to the venue with her hand hanging loosely on his arm.She is so beautiful even with the uneven pixie haircut style she did with her hair that is now pointing anywhere making her look more intimidating than she already is. The flashesof camera blinds both of them as the media attending the party focuses on them like the party itself is just about them. There are reporters from around the world to witness the opening of the supposed milestone
"Why do you have to always get so drunk Gab?" He asks as he touches her warm cheeks that are flushed red because of the amount of alcohol she consumed in the party. It would have been a beautiful night if Cathy didn't ruin their night showing up in the opening night of The Terrace with an obviously sugar daddy holding her close.He was getting along well with Gabrielle, although it had been silent between them after the romantic kiss they shared under the fireworks, at least Gabby allowed him to stay close to her all throughout the night. His hand was locked with hers as they enjoyed the party. The small glances they are giving each other and the shy smile that he'd see gracing her lips whenever he's kissing her temple or stealing a kiss from her luscious lips. It would have been the perfect start, the beginning of a relationship.But someone is just born to ruin the night.Cathy. When the dirty old man she is servicing approached himself and Gabby, he almost feel like vomiting. When